I feel myself sinking into an abyss.

Help me.

An abyss that holds nothing but darkness in its frigid dead air.

Help me.

I try to climb out, I try to claw at the walls.

Help me.

The barrier is too high, the floors keep sinking deeper, deeper.

Help me.

I can't breathe now, death has his cold fingers wrapped around my throat, he's squeezing tighter and tighter.

Help me.

I've become blinded, I can't see even the smallest shred of compassion, I cannot see the tiniest bit of love.

Help me.

I'm drowning, drowning in a pool of pain that has built up inside me for so long that it suddenly overflows, waves of torment crashing onto me in heavy loads.

Help me.

I try to keep my head above the pain, above the sorrow, but I can't. I'm being smothered by what I've tried to keep inside.

Help me.

I see a hand reach out for me, a hand full of color and full of life. I see the fingers extend as they search the cold air for my body, my soul, but I cannot be found. The finger coil to the palm, the hand fades away into the darkness.

Help me.

I try to scream, I try to scream as loud as I can. But no sound comes out, I am surrounded by silence.

Help me.

I'm fading. I'm fading into the darkness, I'm sinking into the pool, I'm becoming nothing.

Death looks me in the eyes and calls my soul, he pulls me into his pit of darkness.

I'm consumed by pain, tortured by those who once loved me.

I bleed the agony that my life has brought, I am killed by those who shoot the poisonous words into my veins.

I'm slipping, slipping...

Help me.